


“Like Giants Sleeping In Basements”
People Are Mice
I’m a harlequin
You’re my fair maiden
The world is everything but sweet
I’m feeling distressed
But you’re taking off your dress
And your skin is nothing but sweet
I was once an optimist
But the world has shown me
You have proved to be
The world is full of …
What would the king think
If he knew we spit on his throne?
Would the world think
If we didn’t act so damn cold
Would you think
If you woke and you weren’t alone?
Son of a bitch
You were a witch
And I fell for every last trick
But even when I’m hung
And my feet no longer touch
You’ll still be in my mind
Trumpets will ring in the morning
But I’ll be six feet beneath
And my last lesson is that even
You would sell me out
(Blood on my mind
Reasons to find
You came and then
You’re gone)
My Fine Family
My brother turned fifteen today
And it scared the shit out of me
Leave your innocence at the door
You won’t need it anymore
Because youth is fleeing idea
That I’m chasing
And this place is haunted
Oh, child
You’ll let trouble in
If you let youth go
You’re growing up
In a world where
You no longer pretend
The roads are gold
Put on your summer dress
And I’ll grow my hair long
Electric Chair Blues
I’ve got the soldier’s curse
Fighting wars I don’t deserve
But she smelled like an angel ought to
Goldie, I’d go to hell for you
There were demons
Cloaked like angels
This cold city
Lives in sin
I need my medication
‘Cause I think I’m seeing her
So it’s off with his head
Let the dog finish the rest
And take back the souls
They stole
Jesus Was A Jedi
I threw away my morals
To try to find happiness
It seems the two were intertwined
Like tangled roots or grapevine
Don’t give me that look again
The one that says
I’ve been thinking way too much
My body’s my mind’s only crutch
But we laid out on the lawn
Like a child I outstretched my palm
And I tried to catch the sun
Tell me again who I was
My eyes are Irish
Broken blue oceans
They always sway to and fro
I can’t let apathy grow
Jesus, I think I deserve more than this
A shit job in a shit town
With puppet people
Feigning upside down frowns
(You’re always fucking wrong)
We tried to catch the sun
But we’ll always be out run
So tell me what you want me to say
Sarah
Well, mama
You know I see ya
Laying in the hallway
Well, was it
The booze
That got you through the day?
Sarah, you know it’s okay
To wake from the strangest dreams
Where you’re all alone
In your dusty old car
On your way home
No, I won’t be too far
Away
Well, mama
You know I see ya
Fleeing to the bathroom again
Well, was it
The drugs
That got you to become this way
Your letter reads,
“Won’t you please come back home?
They’ve paved all the streets
Won’t you please come back home?
Before the pills take me away
Won’t you please come back home?
These children have your eyes
And they need you to come back home.”
It Has Teeth
Well, I’m just company
Nothing more than recycled relief
And if you could
Would you eat my dreams
And leave me shackled to
Mundane suburban beliefs?
When I went to bed
I was a different man
But I woke with the same shoes
Worn and tired and of an earthly hue
And if each step I take could be my biggest mistake
Then time is as elusive as
The questions you always raise
(I’m going home)
No wonder why
I lay awake at night
The morning’s always the same
Another goodbye
Back To Sleep
I want to go back to sleep
There I can dream
And fly with the fish
And circle the sun
If a woman you love should leave
Don’t replace her with regret or pity
Go to bed, sleep it off
And curse out the morning
I want to go back to sleep
There I can lay beneath
Autumn’s tangerine sun
And her whiskey leaves
I’ve spent afternoons
Talking to walls
Pretending they’re you
Lets steal your car
And drive it to the sea